Between Home and Horizon

Sitting at my desk with the screen half-lit Wondering if his tea

is cold or if he is still fit

I run home at five,

my chest is so tight Leaving half my work for the quiet

of the night (ooh)

Guilty when I leave his side,

guilty when I stay

Watching all my dreams slowly fade and drift away

Do I have to choose between the blood in my veins

And the future I was building through the cold winter rains But

a hand on my shoulder said you can't walk alone

So we opened up the doors and we let the light be

shown

With a team by our side and boundaries in place

I found a little room for my own creative space (ahhh)

No more choosing sides,

I can hold both tonight

Caring for his heart while keeping my own light

I don't have to lose the future in my veins

We are sharing the weight through the cold winter rains

Years flew by like pages

in a well-worn book

And he slipped away peacefully,

with one final look

In his old wooden drawer,

I found a page folded tight

Written in his hand,

shining in the fading light

He wrote:

My darling girl, don't you stop your race

I am safe now,

go and find your place Live your life for me,

let your spirit fly (mhmmm)

So I rise up today with his love in my chest

No more heavy guilt,

putting sorrow to rest

I am running forward,

I am taking my flight

Walking with his blessing directly into the light I wipe away the

tears, and I open up the door

Stepping out to meet what the morning has in store

Thank you, Father